"You still have to withdraw money?" The old lady was furious as soon as she heard this! "What is he doing at home? Do you have any gold and silver? You also buy ancient paintings. Ancient is also my Dashun ancient. What can a thousand-week person understand?" She shouted and looked at the old man standing beside He Zhong and said, "We don't want paintings anymore, you go back!"

The old man said in embarrassment: "But Lord Feng has taken away the painting!"

"Then I'll give it back to you again!"

The old man thought for a while and said in a sigh: "It's okay, then I'll ask the old lady to return the ancient paintings. I'll take the paintings and go back!"

The old lady pointed to the room and said, "Look at it yourself! Which one is your ancient painting?"

Then I looked around the room first, shook my head helplessly, "No one is not."

At this time, the Feng family had already turned their attention to the fragments on the ground. The old lady was so angry that she was not aware of it. They had noticed it. The little girl who came in before finally couldn't hold it in, and said to the old lady helplessly: "The one you tore just now is that ancient painting!"

"What did you say?" The old lady widened her eyes and looked at the fragments of paper on the ground, feeling her brain "buzzing". "You said this is an ancient painting?"

The little girl nodded, "The master just sent me back."

"Then why didn't you say it earlier?" The old lady was angry and threw out her scepter and smashed it on the maid.

The little girl was so scared that she knelt on the ground and kept begging for mercy, and at the same time said, "I have said it! I have really said it!"

"Quote!" The old lady was trembling.

The old man from Qibaozhai also squatted down at this time, reached out to pick up the torn painting, picked up a few large pieces and carefully identified it, then stood up and said to the old lady, "That's right, this is the ancient painting of Qibaozhai Town Store that was taken by Lord Feng and sold. The painter was Fan Zhongtian."

The old lady was uneducated and couldn't understand what the name Fan Zhongtian meant, but not everyone in the Feng family was uneducated, such as Feng Chenyu. Feng Jinyuan trained her for many years in front of Feng's life. She didn't hire a famous professor in the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. How could she not have heard of the name Fan Zhongtian?

He saw Chen Yu and said in surprise: "But the painting master Fan Zhongtian four hundred years ago?"

The old man nodded, "Miss is very keen."

When the old lady heard these words four hundred years ago, she became even more confused. She only said that the concept of ancient paintings was not too deep. When she mentioned four hundred years ago, her first reaction in her mind was: How much is such an ancient painting worth?

"Four hundred years! I wonder how much money my father spent to buy this painting?" Feng Yuheng asked this question.

Then the old man replied: "It was originally priced at 160,000 taels of silver, but I thought that Lord Feng was the father of the young lady. Let's calculate forty thousand taels less, totaling 120,000 taels. The master took back the painting and ordered me to come to Feng Mansion to get the silver." As he said, he took out a waist card and a note from his arms. Everyone recognized the waist card. The note was Feng Jinyuan's certificate written to others. Now, I can't even lose it.

It was too late for the old lady to regret it, but the old man's words made her feel relieved. She quickly said to Feng Yuheng: "It's okay, it's a shop at home, otherwise it would be a big joke."

The pink man said sourly: "No! The more than 100 or 2 in the tent can't be eaten for a few days, so how can it be produced 120,000?"

But Feng Yuheng looked at the old lady with big puzzled eyes, full of doubts: "Why has it become my own shop? Didn't my grandmother hear that it was the name of Qibaozhai?"

The old lady was also confused, "Yes! It's Qibaozhai."

"What does that have to do with the Feng family?"

When the old lady heard her say this, she was unhappy again, "Aheng, how many times did my grandmother tell you that you are the daughter of the Feng family and the surname Feng! And you are not married yet, even if you don't need to hand over the shop in your hand to Gongzhong, now that such a thing happens, you can't really sit idly by. What's more, the person who took the painting was your father and grandmother took the lead. This ancient painting was regarded as a gift you gave to your father."

"Ha!" Feng Yuheng laughed suddenly, and then she couldn't stop laughing, as if she heard the funnyest jokes in the world.

The old lady said angrily: "Don't laugh! That's all this!"

"Slow down!" Just as the old lady was about to get up, Feng Yuheng's laughter stopped abruptly and her expression turned gloomy. "Grandma, most elderly people are confused. Ah Heng doesn't care about you, but there is something that must be reminded that Qibaozhai belongs to my mother Yao, and she has no connection with Ah Heng."

An also followed by, "Yes! Although the three shops outside were the second lady who helped manage them, they were actually all the dowry given to Sister Yao by the Yao family."

The old lady was stunned when she heard this. She forgot about this. Feng Yuheng has always been in charge of the shop. She naturally thought that the shop belonged to Feng Yuheng, but she did not expect that the land deed was under the name of Yao.

Feng Yuheng looked at the old lady's face changing and said quietly: "My mother, Yao, took the imperial edict to divorce her father. Why do you feel embarrassed to owe money to the wife of the mansion of a first-class official? Let's take a step back and say that a big man, who is married to a new wife, wants to get it for nothing. Do you think this behavior is worthy of praise? There is a gleam on his face when it is heard?"

After saying this, everyone not only had a gloomy face, but even felt embarrassed. Even Han and Fandai were shameless. They rolled their eyes to the old lady one by one, and Fandai simply said, "It's embarrassing."

The old lady's face turned red and white. If there was a crack on the ground, she would have wanted to get in. She cursed Feng Jinyuan secretly, saying that she had really given birth to a shameless son. It was not good to buy things wherever she wanted to go to Qibaozhai. Isn't this slap herself in the face?

"Oh." Feng Yuheng squatted on the ground, reached out to pick up a few pieces of fragments, and couldn't help but sigh: "I'm afraid that the whole Dashun can't find three paintings of Fan Zhongtian. I heard that the other two were in the palace, but I didn't expect this one to end up like this."

She stood up and winked at the old man without any trace. The old man understood it and immediately said to the old woman again: "Please pay the money first. I had already decided to go to the county lord's mansion to report the account to the boss after noon today."

"Ah!" Xiangrong interrupted, "Can you report it a few days later? It's so embarrassing to Mrs. Yao's ears... it's so embarrassing!"

An also sighed and said, "No. Back then, the master carried Mrs. Yao into Feng Mansion with eight sedan chairs. Later, we all know that if this matter is spread there today, will the Feng family still have the face? Old lady, think twice!"

How could the old lady not understand this? If the shop belongs to Feng Yuheng, she would have to pay the money even if she turned aside today, but it was from Yao's family. This would be different.

I was helpless, no matter how anxious I was, there was no silver on the books, and this painting was not a small amount, a total of 120,000 taels!

The old lady was frowning, but the old man asked He Zhong again: "Butler, Lord Feng said that he could get the money when he arrived at the mansion. What's the matter?"

He Zhong spread his hands, and he had no choice.

Fan Dai was disliked by the good things in this room, and then her eyes turned and suggested: "Grandma, why don't you sell the gold and jade in this room!"

The old lady thought that this matter was reliable! So she said to He Zhong: "I heard that this house cost more than 400,000 taels. If you ask someone to clean up, they will all be sold."

Before He Zhong could agree, Jin Zhen, who had been locking his eyebrows, spoke at this time: "When I was following Shen before, I heard her say that these things were valuable when they were bought, but they would sell them if they were taken out. I am afraid that they would not even sell half of the money. Unless they were antiques, the more they sold, the more they would make money."

"I can't sell half of it?" The old lady felt distressed again, but if she didn't sell these, how would she get together with 120,000 taels?

There was a silence in the room for a while. Finally, the old lady's eyes lit up and she turned her eyes to Shenyu. Shenyu was uncomfortable being stared at by her, so she had to take the initiative to speak: "The granddaughter really can't get so much. Little Curry's things were mostly sent to her grandmother a few days ago. There were also some small items, just some jewelry from her daughter's house, not worth a lot of money. As for the silver notes, they were also given to her grandmother!"

The old lady went to see Xiangrong and Fandai again, and Xiangrong said aggrievedly: "The granddaughter has given all the money for the monthly payment to her grandmother."

Fan Dai even rolled her eyes: "I have applied all my monthly routines to Aunt Han to nourish my body."

Several people blocked the old lady's mouth and saw that she was about to look at An again. An took the initiative to say, "The shop under my name is just a small business, and some of the accumulation is also reserved for the third lady to add makeup. It's not good for the master to get married..." It's not good for his daughter to get a dowry, right?

The old lady was even more shameless by her saying this and stopped talking in a depressed manner.

Feng Yuheng felt funny and reminded him: "Didn't my grandmother get a lot of gifts these days? I heard that there are people who give me silver notes directly."

As soon as she reminded her, everyone [   www.biqugex.co] stared at the old lady. Fan Daihu said, "Why did grandmother just ask us to get money? But she couldn't bear to pay for her own money?"

The old lady's face turned red and her heart hurt! She finally got a royal decree after half her life. Finally, someone gave her a gift, but the gifts were not warmed up in her hands, so she was going to sell them again?

Madam Zhao whispered to her: "At least, let's pass this first. Once the matter is transmitted to Yao's side, it will be really hard to end! The old lady thinks, Yao's family is also a first-class imperial edict!"

The old lady was really helpless, gritted her teeth and said simply: "Go and take out those silver notes, it's not enough... pick up valuable things and make up for them."

Facts have proved that the old lady has quite a few cashier tickets these days. She put together one by one in the small box, which is as much as 50,000 taels, but it is still a big difference from 120,000.

The old lady held the fifty thousand taels of silver in her hand and discussed with the gentleman, "Can you owe the rest first, and wait until you have enough to get it before sending it to you?"

The old man shook his head repeatedly, "Please forgive me for your crime. Qibaozhai will never take credit. What's more, after noon, we have to report the account to the boss, or I will discuss with the boss and say that it is owed by Feng Mansion?"

"No." An hurriedly said, "Old lady, face is important!"
Chapter completed!